C501 Look at My 50-meter Blade(16)

"Why are you hanging up? Don't you think it's easy to communicate?"

Soong Zhiyang laughed in a low voice, and his magnetic voice rang in his ears. Shen Muzhi couldn't help but shrink his neck. It was as if someone was blowing air in his ear. It was numb and numb.

Why did he not realize that he was a voice-controlled person? He couldn't resist Soong Zhiyang's voice at all.

For a moment